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02/18/2005: "Oddly enough, not groggy..."

Well now... isn't this odd. I just woke up, and it's 3:46 in the morning. Weirder then that, this is after I had a good 7 hours of sleep. Weirder still, I don't feel the way I usually feel when I wake in the morning, and I infact kinda feel like being up. Weirdness continues, when I fell asleep at 8 I did so on the couch in my basement. And the icing on the weirdness cake, the dream I had just before I woke up...

I'll go from where I remember...I'm helping my mom fix her computer, when suddenly the door bell rings. I get the feeling that it's for me, then I remember that Rachel is coming over to introduce Simon to me. I glance out the window, and I see the back of someone's head (who is suposed to be Simon, but since I don't know what the back of his head looks like, it might have been Matt Hampel) and scamper into my room because I'm not even dressed yet. As soon as I sit down on my futon, the first person to come in is...ARBUCKO! No real reason, he's just there. Then I look out my window and see three girls in school uniforms apparently taking a shortcut through my backyard. One of them turns around and sees me, then glares at me, and I realize that it's Sheila's friend Sarah. Then I turn around and Rachel comes in holding a dirty daiper that she complains smells like ketcuhp. It does indeed smell like ketchup. Then my mom followers her in with a garbage bag, and they don't let me put the daiper in it. Then Mike, who's been looking in the mirror in the hallway comes in and looks into the garbage bag, and then...I wake up cause it's all fucken weird.

I'm kinda annoied because this isn't one of those dreams where I'm trying to teach myself something about my life, but I guess I can still analyse where everything came from... Rachel is coming with Simon later, and after we talked earlier I'm more anxious to meet him. The garbage bags and etc. would be that Rachel had to clean her house and I kinda helped (by saying what to do and that's all). Matt Hampel is in my DDP class and...is a memorable character to say the least. Arbucko just came out of nowhere. I was talking with Sheila that I had this feeling that Sarah didn't like me because when I first met her she kinda glared at me and that stuck a bit with me (but apparently now she's allright with me, so...whatever). The school girl part may just be...a generic device that tied them in randomly. And besides, after that point there's really nothing but chaoticness. Must be like that stream of conciousness crap we read about. It's potent shit.

But this pisses me off. I've got a busy weekend ahead of me, and I wanted it all to start with sleeping till noon. So much for that. But just as well I guess, cause since I went to bed early last night I didn't get a chance to take my shower. But then there's Rachel and Simon today, my aunt and father coming home tomarrow, the Korn and Truitt's for gaming on Sunday, and then me and Sheila are getting together on Monday for a movie. And I bet you thought I would capatialize on all the vedge potential for this weekend.

Well...I guess I'll sleep a bit more, take my shower and change my bandages, then wait for everything else to start happening. Damn darkness...

F*R*A*G: A dramatic and beautiful display of sheer pain.